written by @trexxulyne.bsky.social
𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘴, 𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩...
𝘪 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ANAUEL, THE GENTLE WIND
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ #ULTRAKILLRP | #MVRP
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YOU'LL FIGHT ALONE.
YOU'LL FIGHT ALONE.
SEE THE BLOOD'S ON THE GROUND?
CAN'T YOU HEAR THEM CALLING OUT?
SEE THE BLOOD'S ON THE GROUND?
CAN'T YOU HEAR THEM CALLING OUT?
GOD I HOPE IT CAN WASH THIS BLOOD FROM MY HANDS.
GOD I HOPE IT CAN WASH THIS BLOOD FROM MY HANDS.
the archangel treads with shaky hooves to the foot of the stairs.
With a wave of her hand, the basement around them shifts, assembling an exit behind the angel.
"After you~!"
She gestures for him to take the newly-formed staircase.
he finds the courage to speak,
“i‐i—”
no, no. you can’t. you /can’t/ kill her. you’ll die. you’ll /die./
“i’ll... set you f-free.”
the archangel treads with shaky hooves to the foot of the stairs.